However, the Zhuxian envoy didn't even look at Fang Lie for a moment, he bowed to Mo Qianxun, then took out a letter and handed it to Mo Qianxun: "This is a handwritten letter from you from the Great Leader of Zhuxian! I believe that after you read it, you will know everything!"

Mo Qianxun frowned, reached out and took the letter, opened it and looked at it, and read all the contents.

After reading it, Mo Qianxun's face turned blue immediately, and then he laughed angrily: "Your big leader is very conceited! What does he think he is? When he is old, his head has turned into ashes? You go back and tell him, his desire to go to war has already been granted, and Mo Men will take it." In addition, tell him clearly for me, I can't stay at the Soul Cliff, hurry up and get out!"

When the man in black heard this, he was immediately shocked, as if he never expected Mo Qianxun to be so tough, but before he could continue to talk nonsense, Mo Qianxun's side shook his arm, and his whole person flew up uncontrollably, tearing through the space in an instant, and entering a special teleportation channel.

When the man in black woke up from the teleportation state in a daze, he was shocked to find that he had flown out of the headquarters of Momen and fell into a stinky ditch.

Obviously, Mo Qianxun was angry, so he deliberately humiliated him like this. If it weren't for the rule of not beheading, I'm afraid that his old life would be thrown there.

Although he didn't know what was going on, he also knew that things seemed to be beyond Zhu Xian's expectations, so he didn't dare to hesitate at all, and hurriedly got up and ran away.

And after beating the black-clothed messenger, Mo Qianxun was still angry, and sneered: "These damn ground rats are too self-righteous to dare to talk to me like this, do they really think that Momen is afraid of them?"

"What the hell is going on?" Mo Wanfang had never seen his father so annoyed, so he hurriedly asked with concern.

"There are three conditions proposed by the Great Leader of Zhu Immortal, one is to hand over the mystery of Fang Lie and the immortal body, one is to compensate for two ninth-order magic weapons, and the last one is to hand over all the construction drawings of the three eighth-order battleships of Momen!" Mo Qianxun sneered: "Only by doing this, will Zhu Xian forgive Momen for offending them?"

After listening to these three conditions, Mo Wanfang and Fang Lie immediately felt a deep sense of shame and anger, and at the same time knew why Mo Qianxun, who had always been gentle and elegant, was so angry that he began to scold people, it was really these guys who were too deceitful!

"Father, this condition is simply humiliation, and Mo Men must not give in!" Mo Wanfang said angrily.

"I'll help the sect build a few Nirvana fire pools, and divide 100 clones to make fire, all the high-level people who go out of the Wind Tribulation Real Person or above, everyone must be equipped with Nirvana Flame, and stay in the sect!" Fang Lie sneered: "In this way, even if you die outside, there won't be any danger! I want to see who can have the last laugh in the battle with Zhu Xian!"

"Okay!" Hearing Fang Lie's words, Mo Qianxun finally showed an excited smile, and he immediately laughed and said, "It's really good, with your help, the top level of Momen will almost not be lost!"

"It's not that simple!" Fang Lie said solemnly: "Of course, the Nirvana Flame can be resurrected, but they don't have a ninth-order magic weapon to suppress it, at most, they are guarded by the Mountain Protection Array, but the more people there are, the more dispersed the power of the Great Array will become, and the weaker it becomes." At this time, if the other party uses a powerful causal magic weapon or supernatural power, he can still kill these people!"

"I know this, any resurrection-type supernatural power is flawed, but after all, causal supernatural powers and magic weapons are very few, and they can only be regarded as unlucky if they meet them!" Mo Qianxun then said: "In addition, every monk above the real person of the fire tribulation, I have decided to issue a divine escape talisman, as long as it is not a half-immortal who personally acts, the divine escape talisman can escape with his life!"

"Ah~" Mo Wanfang heard this, but exclaimed, "Father, there are only dozens of Divine Escape Talismans of the sect, that thing needs to be refined by monks in the late stage of the Thunder Tribulation, and the materials are cherished and valuable, these dozens of them have also been accumulated over the generations, are you sure to send them all in one go!"

"Things are dead, people are alive, as long as you survive this game, Momen will usher in a beautiful spring!" Mo Qianxun then looked at Fang Lie and said with a smile: "With this fortune boy, our Momen's income has increased rapidly, it's just a magic talisman, whether you sell it or refine it yourself, you can get it after all!"

"Understood, I'll go and set it up!" Mo Wanfang finished speaking, and immediately turned around and left.

Although his cultivation is only in the Purple Mansion, he has a deep foundation, and he is at least a monk in the late stage of the Thunder Tribulation in the future, and even has a high hope of being promoted to a half-immortal, and he is the strongest candidate for the head of the Mo Sect. Now he has begun to help Mo Qianxun manage Momen.

After sending Mo Wanfang away, Mo Qianxun frowned and said, "Fang Lie, do you think Zhu Xian's request is too confident?"

"I also find it strange that they don't believe that such an unreasonable request can be obtained even by themselves. Fang Lie frowned and said, "Could it be that the sky is asking for a price, and you want to give us room to bargain?"

"More than that, I'm afraid there are factors in this that we don't know about!" Mo Qianxun stroked his beard and frowned in thought.

After a while, he suddenly raised his head and said, "According to my thoughts, such a move can only show that they are full of confidence, but if they only rely on the two major organizations of Zhu Immortal and the two major organizations of God Killing, they are not qualified to ask for this." Unless, they have strong enough foreign aid!"

"I've already spread the news of their plot against the world's sects, who would dare to help them at this time? It's just risking the world's disapproval?" Fang Lie said in surprise.

"You don't need to help openly, you just need to pull your hind legs secretly!" Mo Qianxun sneered: "If you can't find the lair of the immortals and gods, Momen can only deal with them outside, and the outcome is unpredictable." Some of the other sects have a good relationship with us, and they may help us a little, while others are expected to stay out of the matter, and even fish in troubled waters to deal with us! Originally, I wanted to entangle other righteous sects and carry out a joint sweep against Zhu Xian, but I suffered a huge obstacle. I think that these obstructive sects should have been bought by Zhu Xian. ”

"Who?" Fang Lie said angrily: "Don't they know the truth of the cold lips and teeth?

"East Kunlun, Da Lei Yin Temple!" Mo Qianxun smiled bitterly, "It's all your credit." As for their enmity with Zhu Xian, as long as Zhu Xian compensates and compensates more, the hatred of a mere low-level disciple can be easily put down!"

"Hmph, it's not that simple!" Fang Lie sneered: "Now that we have captured the half-immortals of Zhu Immortal, as long as we find out the location of their lair and release it, no one can stop the emergence of the crusade alliance!"

The reason why Fang Lie was so sure was not because of Momen's appeal, but because of Zhu Xian's own huge wealth and blood debts.

In the past tens of thousands of years, Zhu Xiantong guò has accumulated a huge amount of wealth by killing, and at the same time, it has also pulled too much hatred, and any major sect, there are elders at the level of Lei Tribulation who have been killed by them, and there is more than one.

It's not that the other sects don't want to take revenge, it's just that they don't have a way to take revenge. Therefore, as long as you find Zhu Xian's headquarters, new hatreds and old hatreds, coupled with the massive wealth that Zhu Xian has accumulated, it is enough to pull up a large army, and no one even needs to deliberately organize it.

Wealth, in particular, is even more exciting. Zhu Immortal has been inherited for tens of thousands of years, and the wealth accumulated is not much worse than that of Momen, even the half-immortals are ruthless.

And the most important thing is that Zhu Xian is a rat crossing the street, everyone shouts and beats, and robs it, unlike other great sects of good and evil, all of which form a huge alliance of good and evil, and no one dares to start a big war lightly.

In this case, the wealth of the Zhuxian Headquarters is just a fat meat at your fingertips, and any capable strong person can't help but intervene.

At this time, Fang Lie suddenly remembered a place name that Mo Qianxun could mention, Soul Cliff, and he couldn't help but say curiously: "Sect Master, do you know that Soul Cliff is the headquarters of Zhu Immortal?"

"Yes, the Zhuxian headquarters is extremely mysterious, and there was not even a name and code name before!" Mo Qianxun smiled: "But this time, I lightly spoofed such a title from the old guy's mouth, I think, just this is enough to make them vigilant! If Zhuxian doesn't want to be destroyed, I'm afraid he will send another messenger as soon as possible!"

Sure enough, before Mo Qianxun's words fell, Mo Wanfang returned here again, and smiled at Mo Qianxun: "Father, I am like a god, and the Immortal Envoy has arrived again, this time I have changed to a real person of Thunder Tribulation!"

"Hmph!" Mo Qianxun sneered: "They must have prepared two messengers in advance, the first one is to scare people, and if they can't scare, they will send the second one, that's why they are so fast!"

Mo Qianxun immediately said: "Call him in, I want to see what the hell they are doing this time!"

Soon, the same black-clothed masked man was brought in, but his aura was like a sea, extremely pure, and it was clearly the kind of cleanliness that had survived the thunderstorm.

This person was polite, first bowed to Mo Qianxun, and then said: "I brought a bronze mirror, and the head of my family wants to talk to you!

On other people's territory, if you want to arrange a magic weapon array, you need to get permission from the owner, otherwise it will be offensive.

Mo Qianxun nodded indifferently and said, "Yes!"

With permission, the man took out a three-foot-sized bronze mirror, hung it in front of Mo Qianxun, and then played dozens of tricks in a row, and soon, a strange human face was displayed on it, similar to the captured old skeleton, almost a skull covered with a skin, only a pair of eyes were still shining, it looked so terrifying!

"Giggles, long time no see, Chihiro-chan!" the old skeleton greeted with a giggling voice that was extremely ugly.